【Waiting for a Thousand Years of Ghosts】077.

Rong Jue, who was angry, was a stubborn cow, and no one could pull it back, so in desperation, Su Jin had no choice but to hug his body and quickly get through the gossip mirror with him.

Rong Jue stood in the shadows and leaned against the wall, panting heavily, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest at the mouth of his heart, burning very hot.

Su Jin didn't care whether Rong Jue would be blackened because of the impact of the gossip mirror on him, and stepped forward to stroke his burning chest for him, and the comfortable and warm feeling penetrated into his chest.

It doesn't matter if this laugh comes out, Su Jin can't stop it, and what she says with a smile is also a little slurred, she said: "The two of us are really a good match, one is sick and the other is injured, what is this?" Blessings and hardships? Not only are there difficulties to suffer, but also to suffer together? Why do you think I'm so lucky to meet you? ”

Rong Jue, who felt a little more comfortable, scratched the bridge of Su Jin's nose a little funny, "You, you can be good, I am the only one to eat the bitterness, you just need to enjoy the happiness......"

With bright eyes and bright teeth, a warm smile, why haven't you looked at his face carefully before?

After experiencing an accident that was almost a life-and-death parting, Su Jin cherished the boyfriend next to her even more who only she could see, looking at his smile, his frowning, his stretched eyebrows, his thin lips, this qiē was more and more comfortable in her eyes.

The eyes like water, as if those eyes could speak in the next second, the two looked at each other and smiled, holding hands tightly together, showing their love for each other at the moment, heart to heart.

When the two of them returned to their own home, yesterday's home was a mess, but now it has already been cleaned up, and even the smell of chicken blood wafting in the air has been replaced by a faint smell of incense.

Originally, Rong Jue still had some scruples in his heart, but he had the courage to step into that house, he was not afraid in his heart, he once thought that if he wanted to die with Li Cheng, it was a big deal that there would be a fish between the two of them.

But then he thought that if he disappeared like this, what would Jinxiu do?

What if she can't find herself?

At that moment, he had mixed feelings, and his only thought was that he wanted to live, even if he only had one breath left, after seeing Jinxiu, he didn't expect that Su Jin would come so quickly, not only did he not die, but he also survived by luck.

It's just that Li Cheng's Taoist technique didn't know how deep the damage to Rong Jue's body was, every late at night, Su Jin could always hear the low and forbearant cough on her side, but she couldn't do anything for him, so she could only turn over gently, bury him in his back, and give him a smooth breath again and again.

Whenever this happens, Rong Jue only curls up and coughs heavily, suppresses the blood surging in his chest, turns around, encircles Su Jin into his arms, and talks to her in a low voice, such as "Woke you up again?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm fine......"

"Good, it's still early in the morning, let's go back to sleep......"

However, when he finished speaking, Su Jin was just obediently and quietly nestled in his arms, and he couldn't hear the slightest heartbeat, but he could feel his discomfort.